I know what it's like to have divorced parents. At first I had no idea what was going on, but then I started moving around a lot more. My parents split right before I was a year old. Both of my parents had moved and I saw less of each. My Mom was still in college when they split up, so she had a lot less money hence, half of the first two to three years of my life were spent in a tiny extra room in my grandmother’s house. The other half of those years was spent in an apartment where I shared many memories with my father.
The split had some pros and cons. The positives were that I got more individual time to spend with each parent. I also now have three siblings due to the split. Sadly, the split had also caused some emotional chaos for me. The older I got, the more financially stable my parents and their new spouses got. We were always moving houses and neighborhoods which made it hard to keep any friendship. And yes, nowadays even two year olds have phones, but back when in the early two thousands, smartphones had barely been invented.
I had no way of keeping in touch. This put me through hell. It was kind of like in those movies where the main character doesn't want to get attached to anyone because something bad always happens to him or people s/he cares about. The longest time I've been able to spend with one group of people was my three years of middle school, But then I had to switch school districts to ventura to be where I am today. It's been very hard, but with the new technology lately, I've been able to maintain our friendship.
The split up also caused me a lot of stress. I've had to endure watching my parents fight and yell at each other. It feels like I'm in the middle of all of the fights. Sometimes I feel like it's my fault. That's what I know.
The split had some pros and cons. The positives were that I got more individual time to spend with each parent. I also now have three siblings due to the split. Sadly, the split had also caused some emotional chaos for me. The older I got, the more financially stable my parents and their new spouses got. We were always moving houses and neighborhoods which made it hard to keep any friendship. And yes, nowadays even two year olds have phones, but back when in the early two thousands, smartphones had barely been invented.
I had no way of keeping in touch. This put me through hell. It was kind of like in those movies where the main character doesn't want to get attached to anyone because something bad always happens to him or people s/he cares about. The longest time I've been able to spend with one group of people was my three years of middle school, But then I had to switch school districts to ventura to be where I am today. It's been very hard, but with the new technology lately, I've been able to maintain our friendship.
The split up also caused me a lot of stress. I've had to endure watching my parents fight and yell at each other. It feels like I'm in the middle of all of the fights. Sometimes I feel like it's my fault. That's what I know.